Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

After seeing Sa Sanqi and Wang Jianshe, Shang Muchen found them rather unremarkable.

The source of terror is the unknown. Once you see it, can communicate with it, and get used to it, it's no longer scary.

As for the fourth ghost, Chicken Jump led Shang Muchen around for a long time, but they still couldn't find it.

"That girl is so elusive, I often can't even spot her," Chicken Jump said. "How about this, when I see her again, I'll ask you to come and see her."

Just as I finished speaking, I suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Before Shang Muchen could even wonder, Ji Libeng exclaimed in surprise, "My God, things have really improved these days! Even haunted houses have people knocking on the door!"

As he spoke, he skipped and jumped to open the door.

Shang Muchen followed behind him, opened the gate of the house, and saw his brother Shang Muming standing at the door with that very beautiful vampire maid.

Chicken Leap looked at Shang Muchen, then at Shang Muming, glancing back and forth several times before suddenly asking Shang Muchen:

"Your son?"

"Get lost! He's my brother!"

"I knew it! You know what, they really do look alike. I thought your son was here to pay respects at your grave."

"I'm not fucking dead yet!"

Shang Muchen angrily pushed the chicken aside and invited her brother into the house.

"The house is nice," Shang Muming nodded and said. "This house even comes with a 'reality filter,' which is quite rare."

"Brother, what do you mean?"

"Simply put, it's a rectifier for consciousness waves."

"This house can filter and stabilize the chaotic vibrations of reality into a regular vibrational frequency." Shang Muming walked into the spacious hall, looked around, and nodded, saying, "No wonder, no wonder."

"Brother, is there anything strange about this place?" Shang Muchen asked. "I got a few books on feng shui and plan to study the feng shui layout of this house carefully."

"The problem with this house isn't a problem specific to this single universe, so those feng shui books you've read might not be effective," Shang Muming explained.

"The factory workshop where this house is located once experienced a cross-dimensional invasion, which is what is known as a 'singularity'."

Perhaps a traveler from another world once descended upon this place, or perhaps a strange monster from another world once broke through the dimensional barrier and invaded this plane...

In short, the "reality" here has left a scar.

Subsequently, professionals installed a "reality frequency stabilization filter" beneath the house in order to restore the real-world stability of the house and the surrounding area.

The combination of these two reasons has led to the house's current strange condition.

Chicken tilted its head and said with dissatisfaction, "Who are you? You think you're the only one who matters? I've lived here for years and never found out why, but you explain it all to me as soon as you arrive?"

You know more than I do? Dude, you didn't even greet me properly when we met, you really lack manners...

Before he could finish speaking, the black-skirted maid behind Shang Muchen suddenly pounced on him, grabbed his bouncy leg, turned him sideways, and bit his neck.

"Hey! Are you a dog? Why are you biting me?!" Chicken struggled, but couldn't break free.

The older brother, Shang Muming, quickly stopped him, saying, "Ivy, let him go."

"How dare he be so rude to his master! It's outrageous!" The maid in the black dress casually tossed the chicken carcass aside, spat, and complained, "What's that taste? It smells like plastic, it's awful!"

Chicken, wincing in pain and clutching his neck, still retorted, "You little bastard! You just wait! I'm going to get my help! Don't you dare leave! Don't you dare leave!"

With that, he took off running and disappeared into the corner of the room.

Shang Muchen ignored him and asked his brother to sit down on the sofa.

"This is really interesting. My body is still lying in bed upstairs, yet I can chat with you so comfortably."

"This feeling is much clearer than a normal lucid dream, it's really fun," Shang Muchen exclaimed sincerely.

"Hmm, not surprising," the older brother said. "That's the effect of the 'Reality Filter' buried deep underground."

The human spirit, soul, or consciousness is itself a constantly vibrating wave, but it is often unrestrained and in a state of chaotic vibration.

Trained or externally assisted consciousness waves can exhibit a more stable and clear state, remaining clear and lucid even without physical constraints.

"You mean, those magical items like jade pendants and amulets that you wear on your person can also work?"

"Yes, some of them can indeed help stabilize consciousness waves, but I personally prefer to strengthen my own state of awareness through active training."

This is similar to weightlifting, where one person can lift 100 kilograms with the help of an exoskeleton.

But I'd rather train my muscles and lift 100 kilograms with my own hands.

"I understand," Shang Muchen nodded. "I will train hard."

"If you want to learn to be a Feng Shui master, improving your own state of awareness is very important. This house is a great training ground," the older brother said with a smile.

"The house itself forces you to stay constantly alert and conscious, otherwise you might encounter ghosts for no reason, which is quite scary, haha."

"That's true." Shang Muchen nodded and said, "Brother, I understand what you mean."

In reality, the real world is vast, but the human eye can only perceive a very narrow range of frequencies within it.

The human body actually restricts a person's vast capacity for awareness; the body is both a vehicle and a constraint, isn't it?

"Yes, you understand very well." Shang Muming nodded and said, "I came here this time to talk about this kind of thing."

I've done some research on your girlfriend's situation, checked a lot of information, and consulted several experts. Now I have a better understanding of the situation.

"Liu Qingyang?" Shang Muchen exclaimed excitedly. "Brother, you mean you've figured out why she became the 'Flying Bat Girl'?"

"Well, I wouldn't say I completely understand, but I have a clearer direction now," the older brother nodded. "Here's what happened:"

You see, you're currently in a state of out-of-body experience, aren't you?"

"yes."

"Your soul and your body are essentially the same, aren't they?"

"Hmm, it seems so."

"This is normal, I'm the same way."

In reality, I generally look like this—this version of me has been slightly beautified, but not much, haha—most people look like this, but Liu Qingyang is different.

"You mean, Liu Qingyang's soul is different from ours?"

"Yes, Liu Qingyang's soul is very likely not human, but a high-dimensional race called 'Asura'."

"Huh?" Shang Muchen sat up straight in surprise, leaned forward, and listened attentively to his brother.

"The souls of the Asura race are far more powerful than those of ordinary humans."

Liu Qingyang's situation is likely that the soul of an Asura female warrior was twisted, folded, and compressed, like cutting off a foot to fit a shoe, and forcibly stuffed into a human body.

This process is extremely painful. Imagine being curled up and stuffed into a suitcase that's a meter in size, or even smaller—how would that feel?

"My God! What's going on?"

"I haven't figured out the specific reasons yet, but I've learned that there are indeed a group of souls on Earth, not just one or two, but at least dozens, in a similar situation to Liu Qingyang."

Perhaps she was a prisoner, a prisoner of war, or perhaps an experiment or prank left behind by some more powerful being. In any case, she was in this twisted state, and it was pitiful.